In
the 1960s, John Collins, a “clean-cut, all-American”
student at Eastern Michigan University, killed at least seven women
in Ann Arbor and Ypsilanti. One of those women was (most likely,
although no one has ever been sure) a University of Michigan law
student named Jane. She was a politically active woman with complex
relationships with her mother and sister. She was in love with a
fellow and planning to be married. She was not beautiful.
In
that last part lies the power of Jane: A Murder. A book of poems,
diary excepts, snippets of true crime books and autobiography, Jane
is written by Maggie Norman. Norman is Jane’s niece (her mother
was Jane’s sister). Growing up, she was sometime confused
with Jane, and developed an uncanny affinity that she began investigating
through journals, interviews and historical records. The resulting
montage is a portrait of a very real young woman in the late 60s.
Rich with workaday language (“Jane was a gusher/my mother
says”) and dream imagery (“They make love there, and
become horses. As night grows black they become weeds”) the
book seems to present Jane from the outside in. The first time we
hear her diary voice, she says “Hah! good luck...too bad I
don’t just need a warm bowl of soup and a long sleep.”
We
read her thoughts as becomes a writer, an outsider, and intellectual.
By the time you learn that Jane was not beautiful, the knowledge
seems a small gift. These unsentimentally feminine, unflinching
poems give us a Jane that is tough and funny. What could have been
treacly or predictable is instead, in Morgan’s hands, intriguing,
compelling and finally rewarding.
Maggie
Norman reads at Shaman Drum on Tuesday, March 15 at 7:00 p.m. Shaman
Drum, 313 S. State Street, (734) 662-7407. |


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